CHAPTER 73

Nathan let the silence hang in the air for a moment longer, as he took in the shock on their faces.

Then, with a smirk, he spoke. "Is this what you were looking for?" he asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm as he waved the invitation card in front of their faces.

"The invitation you were so sure I didn’t have?"

Ivan’s voice was hoarse as he tried to regain his composure. "This… this has to be a forgery," he sputtered, though even he didn’t believe his own words.

"There’s no way Lord Cloud would invite someone like you. It’s impossible!"

Nathan chuckled, his laughter low and mocking. "Forged? Really, Ivan? Is that the best you can come up with?"

"I guess it’s easier for you to believe that than to accept the truth."

Claire, her face pale with rage, tried to snatch the invitation out of Nathan’s hand, but he pulled it back just in time, tucking it safely into his pocket.

"Not so fast, Claire," he said, his voice laced with amusement. "You do not deserve to touch this."

"None of yo